The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

Chapter 1909 – Please Call Me Mentor (3)

Shen Yanxiao walked up to the students with no expression on her face.

A group of students stood scattered and did not show any of the respect that a mentor deserved.

To be honest, they did not regard Shen Yanxiao, this little guy, as their mentor at all.

They were afraid of Kehr, but they would not be afraid of such a small fellow. Seeing that Shen Yanxiao had no reaction, a group of undead teenagers became more unbridled; the entire martial arts arena was noisy.

Shen Yanxiao’s cold eyes swept over the noisy teenagers. She slowly opened her mouth and said, “Are all of you purebred undead?”

Shen Yanxiao’s words drew out a series of laughter from the crowd.

“This question is such a novelty. You actually don’t know our identities, ah?” An undead teenager opened his mouth with a laugh.

Shen Yanxiao raised an eyebrow and pointed to the one who spoke.

“You, come here.”

The teenager clasped his hands behind his head and wandered about in front of Shen Yanxiao.

“Calling me over, what do you…”

Before the teenager could finish his words, Shen Yanxiao had already flashed behind him, and with a strike as fast as lightning, she hit his back with her elbow.

An anguished wolf-like howl broke out in the martial arts arena, then they saw the lazy teenager from just now was already lying on the ground with all his limbs spread out.

“…”

For a moment, there was silence throughout the martial arts arena.

Shen Yanxiao glanced at the teenager lying on the ground. She lifted her little foot and stepped on the other party’s back.

“That’s it? And you call yourself purebred?” The undisguised mockery could be heard in Shen Yanxiao’s words. She raised her head and her clear eyes swept towards the stunned students with a trace of ridicule.

“I don’t care what you think in your heads, but here I am your mentor. In the next three hours, you will do whatever I say. If you want to resist, you’ll have to duel me. If you win, I won’t care what you do. But if you can’t beat me, you must take away your ridiculous pride and listen to me obediently. Otherwise, I don’t mind beating you all down.” Shen Yanxiao raised the corners of her lips and looked at the shocked undead teenagers coldly.

The eyes of all the undead in the martial arts arena were fixed on Yan Di. They weren’t able to see when this fellow had acted. That speed was just astonishing. When he attacked, they did not feel any fluctuation of death energy at all. He accomplished all this by relying solely on his combat experience.

Now, a group of undead teenagers who despised Shen Yanxiao had to rethink.

“You… You are a mentor, how can you do this to a student!” An undead girl pointed at Shen Yanxiao angrily. In the whole Deathfire Academy, there was never a mentor who would ever raise their hands against the students. Yan Di met them for the first time and, before he could even teach them a word, this mentor had knocked one of them to the ground, which seriously subverted their world outlook.

“If you don’t do what I say, I will raise more than my hands.” Shen Yanxiao crossed her arms over her chest, looking at the angry undead girl, calm and unruffled.

A bunch of undead brats trying to put on airs and intimidate her at the very start of her duty?

Don’t be kidding. Even hundreds of thousands of demons had to kneel down honestly under her hands, not to mention these little brats.

“You…” In the face of such a simple and rough little mentor, each and every undead teenager, who had never been threatened like this before, had a face darker than the bottom of a pot.